Chapter 23

"Well, there's nothing particularly big about today's meeting." Sitting on the head, the old master of green mountain regained his dignity and said, "I just want to inform you that I have to be carried by an expert and have a treasure knife. My combat power has increased sharply. I won't talk about fighting with Xuanwu anymore."

In the words, it shows the complacency of the ancestors of Castle Peak, and it also sweeps away the decadent color of Castle Peak gate.

"God bless my castle peak gate."

The crowd shouted.

"So be at ease!" The loud voice of the ancestor of Castle Peak spread throughout the audience, "do you have anything else to discuss? If not, let's break up!"

The next time everyone looks at me, I see that they all see the same wish from each other's eyes.

Finally, the elder came out and said respectfully, "Grandpa, can you let us see this treasure knife?"

With his words, all his eyes focused on him.

"All right!"

The ancestor of Qingshan nodded. Although he was reluctant, it was not easy for so many people to refuse to see it.

"Then open your eyes to me."

Words fell, and the field was suddenly quiet.

One by one, they held their breath and widened their eyes.

"Shua!"

A light came on.

Just for a moment, the ancestor of Castle Peak took the knife back, with a complacent smile on his face and said, "how about seeing it?"

"Lao Zu..."

All the people in the audience were suffocated.

With the speed of the green mountain ancestors, they didn't see anything except a beam of light.

"All right, three elders, you two stay, and the others disperse!" The green mountain ancestor said impatiently.

They were unwilling to leave, leaving only three elders with Yu WuJie.

"I don't know what's important for my grandfather to keep me two?" The three elders respectfully asked, looking forward to whether the old ancestor wanted to compensate him.

"I'm sorry for destroying your palace and hurting your disciples. The sect has nothing to compensate you. Let's make an exception and let you two take a look at this knife!" The ancestor of Qingshan said quite grandly.

The three elders looked ugly.

However, it's a kind of compensation to have a more look at the treasure knife.

The ancestor of green mountain took out the knife again, but it lasted for a while, but somehow they saw the real appearance of the knife.

They could not imagine that what was regarded as a treasure by the ancestors of Castle Peak was a kitchen knife.

Yes, kitchen knife.

However, they also really felt the strength of the kitchen knife. The fierce breath and strong martial intention fully represented that it was a peerless magic knife!

Yu WuJie was careful and recorded the image of the knife with a burning jade slip.

Father Qingshan just looked at him more and didn't say anything.

After leaving the Castle Peak hall, Yu WuJie rushed to the outside door. Many people pointed at him secretly along the way, but ordinary disciples didn't dare to be too brazen because of his identity.

But even so, it made his face gloomy enough.

"Brother Wu Jie, I heard you were hurt. How are you?"

Finally, a beautiful figure in a long skirt came towards Yu WuJie and came out worried words.

She is Peng Ying. Since she officially joined the Castle Peak gate, her dress and temperament have been qualitatively improved, and her appearance is more beautiful.

"My eyes are really good. I'm afraid I can enter the front ten of the Green Mountain Gate."

Yu WuJie's pale face flashed across. If Peng Ying didn't have a good foundation, he wouldn't like a mortal who doesn't even deserve to enter the Green Mountain Gate as a personal disciple of the elder.

After approaching Peng Ying, his face disappeared and said gently, "don't worry, I'm fine."

"You look so pale and say it's okay." Peng Ying looked worried and asked softly, "by the way, what's going on? How can you get hurt in the door."

Peng Ying's question seemed to arouse Yu WuJie's bad memories.

In shame, there is fear.

The moment he cut it off, he really thought he was dead.

However, Yu WuJie soon put away his fear and said lightly: "my grandfather got a treasure knife. The treasure knife was too strong. Even he couldn't control it completely. Under his mistake, he not only cut off my master's palace, but also just hit me..."

Peng Ying's face changed when she heard the speech.

Yu WuJie looked at her, sighed and said, "speaking of it, taking this knife has wasted my kung fu. I almost ran out of cards, but I was still injured."

Then he looked at Peng Ying apologetically, "Ying'er, I'm sorry. It's useless to blame me. You're worried about the injury."

"How?" Peng Ying nervously held Yu WuJie's palm and hurriedly comforted: "it's a miracle that you can take the old ancestor's knife. I'm afraid all the disciples can't do it!"

"What's the use? I'm still hurt." Yu WuJie shook his head sadly.

"You're really strong, great." Peng Ying said hurriedly.

Yu WuJie looked at her and asked, "really?"

"Really, you are the best in my heart." Peng Ying said solemnly.

"It's very kind of you, Ying'er." Yu WuJie said gently. With a slight movement of his palm, Peng Ying was embraced by him and felt the softness in his arms. Yu WuJie unconsciously raised his mouth.

After some intimacy, Peng Ying asked curiously, "by the way, brother WuJie, what kind of knife is Lao Zu's knife? How can he not control him well."

Yu WuJie narrowed his eyes. This time, there was no gesture on his face. He solemnly said, "this knife is really terrible."

"Oh?"

Peng Ying raised her eyebrows.

"You can see at a glance."

Yu WuJie waved his palm and a jade slip appeared in his hand. With the jade slip emitting light, a picture appeared in Peng Ying's eyes.